Tam gripped Jennet’s hand, though he couldn’t feel it. An icy wind rushed around him, chilling him to the bone, and his heart pounded with the panicky sensation of falling.
THe forced the frigid air in and out of his lungs. They’d be all right. Puck wouldn’t let them die on the way to the Twilight Kingdom—that would defeat the purpose.
The sense of falling stopped, though it didn’t seem he had landed anywhere. A pale glow seeped into the air, and he felt Jennet’s fingers clasped in his once more. He looked over at her, shocked to find they were lying on the ground. Eerie purple mushrooms surrounded them, and the grass beneath them was black and silver, smooth as silk.
Definitely not in the Realm any more.
Jennet lay still, her eyes closed, her pale blonde hair almost white where it spr
